I don't plan on spending a lot of time on this one. Not that I don't have a lot to say, but my heart's not in it just yet.

Vickie is leaving.

She will be moving out on July 18th. I'll get to continue to watch the kids a few days a week over the summer, so they won't be gone from my life entirely, yet. By the end of summer I plan to change my schedule so that I'm available on the weekends to watch Elizabeth - in this way her custody schedule will match her brother and sister's and she'll be able to spend as much time with them as possible.

I'm okay. You guys should know that. I'm looking forward to rebuilding my life and getting a few things under control - that whole "tear it all down and build it all up again" thing.

I won't go into details here why she's leaving, but the parties responsible know who they are and I wish them the best of luck with what they're planning - or not planning, actually. Regardless, it absolutely shocks me that after all this time, all those promises and declarations, all the sacrifices and dedications, that something so ethereal can trump them all.

I wonder who was more phantasmal.